The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-03-21

OF Cnls, tne herman ueterfnneu W uc-
lay no longer. He was madly in love
with her.-a hundred times more in
love than he had been when he pro-
posed to her the first time. And he
thought that in spite OF the girls cold
ness he had now good prospects oil
success.
This time he said nothing to her
father. He watched his opportunity
when the old man was out OF the way,
and pleaded his cause earnestly, but
respectfully enough. He said nothing
about the strength OF his passion; he
! did not refer in any way to his previ-
Gus offer. Nor did he allude to the
benefits he had conferred upon the
family. He limited that he could offer
her a home that would be more than
comfortable, and that by accepting
him she would be acting the part Of
a good daughter and securing her sis
ters' future.
Kate heard him to the end, looking
him straight in the face all the time.
The German did not like that
STRAIGHTFORWARD gaze; it looked as if
the girl had not forgotten the past,
and meant to reject him, but he bore
1t unninchingly and waited for his
| answer.
At length it came--she accepted
himl
The German could hardly suppress
a cry of exultation as he sprang to
his feet and approached the beautiful
girl who had just promised to be his
wife.
"Hush, do sit down, Mr.. Brandt"
she said, rising and retreating to the
door. al hear papa coming"
Mr.. Thompson did, in fact, come
in at that moment, and Kate escaped
to her bedroom. leaving her lover to
tell the news to her father.
The banker left Battenberg Terrace
that evening in whirl OF excitement
and savage delight, His triumph was
complete. That lovely form, that
peerless creature, was to be his own.
At last, at last he triumphed. For
this he had ruined her father, brought
tn family to poverty, and appeared
in the character of its benefactor, and
now the prize was within his grasp.
The Germans old friends hardly
knew him during the next six weeks.
! lie rushed into all sorts OF extrav-
agances He took house in Mayfair,
and furnished it from top to bottom,
engaged servants (every one of them
natives OF the Fatherland) J, laid in q
stock OF wine, and ordered the most
magnificent wedding breakfast that
q London confectioner could provide.
Very little OF this profusion found
it's way to Battenberg Terrace. Time
enough for that, thought Herr Brandt,
when the girl was his wife: land little
enough luxury will she have even
then" he said to himself, "if she
/ DOESN'T see fit to mend her manners"
Kate was, indeed, as cold to him as
ever she had been, and took no pains
to conceal from her lover the fact
that she looked on herself as q lamb
led to the slaughter.
The fatal day arrived. All Mr..
Brandt's friends and acquaintance
IN London, and great many whose
acquaintanceship with him was OF
rather slender character, were asked
to the wedding. He was anxious to
show his beautiful bride to the whole
world. As for Mr.. Thompson's re-
lations, the banker did not
trouble himself to inquire
about them-the BRIDES family were
paupers. 1t did not matter whether
any of them were present or not. On
the eve of the wedding day, however,
q magnificent bridal dress, veil, and
wreath, and n set of pearls, arrived at
Battenberg Terrace, sent by the bride
groom, that his bride might appear in
public suitably apparelled.
The morning came. The marriage
was to be at the fashionable church,
st. Bridget's Westminster, at half
pnst eleven, and by eleven,
o'clock the church began to fill
with the bridegroom's guests. At
twenty minutes past eleven Mr..
Brandt himself arrived, respondent in
white waistcoat, light blue tie, and
lavender gloves. He waited impa-
tiently. A curate was performing n
hasty marriage ceremony Mt an altar
in q side chapel (for st. Bridget's as
every one knows, is highly ritualistic,
and has three altars), the bride being
attired in her travelling dress-a bon
net and large waterproof cloak.
Mr.. Brandt was annoyed that an
other wedding should have been fixed
for the the same morning; however,
he thought, there is time for them to
be out of the way before we begin.
1t was five minutes to the appointe1
time, and as yet there was no sign Of
the bride. The minutes passed; the
modest little bridal party i'll the cor
ner disappeared into the vestry, the
half-hour chimes were struck on the
clock in the tower overhead, and yet